Yeah, yeah You know how me and 'Ye do Yeah Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin' Often it's beef this city never does people walk and talk in they sleep Cold sweats and wet dreams on how to get green Our faith is all in a jeep black souls raw and they deep Hypes tryna talk with no teeth, shorties sayin' ball or retreat A lesson we all speak at one point or another Whatchu expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother? Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region Through the pain, wish they knew that God was just teachin' We want decent homes, so dreams we say out loud Like speaker phones, just to keep 'em on It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein' strong Somehow through the dust, I could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I write freedom songs For the real people I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie Watch me as the cops be tryna pop and lock me They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi We're the children of a better God searchin' for better jobs We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a charge They say the **** game is sour Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours Come to your crib and devour all that you work for Must be more than paper these ****** hurt for Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality Heard that it's drama at home Can a dude break free and still get honored at home? I was told by a chief it's the games nature When you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya It's real people Black men walking wit white girls on they arms I be mad at 'em as if I know they mom's Told to go beyond the surface a person's a person When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen The weary cursin' the sky talkin' to themselves Givin' they version of why help and hurt in they eye I live across from it some of it I do be in I be showin' ****** lives like UPN it's real people Yeah For you and yours Good music forever, yeah Rock on, we keep on Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah The real
Yeah, yeah You know how me and 'Ye do Yeah Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin' Often it's beef this city never does people walk and talk in they sleep Cold sweats and wet dreams on how to get green Our faith is all in a jeep black souls raw and they deep Hypes tryna talk with no teeth, shorties sayin' ball or retreat A lesson we all speak at one point or another Whatchu expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother? Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region Through the pain, wish they knew that God was just teachin' We want decent homes, so dreams we say out loud Like speaker phones, just to keep 'em on It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein' strong Somehow through the dust, I could see the dawn Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I write freedom songs For the real people I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie Watch me as the cops be tryna pop and lock me They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi We're the children of a better God searchin' for better jobs We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a charge They say the **** game is sour Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours Come to your crib and devour all that you work for Must be more than paper these ****** hurt for Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality Heard that it's drama at home Can a dude break free and still get honored at home? I was told by a chief it's the games nature When you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya It's real people Black men walking wit white girls on they arms I be mad at 'em as if I know they mom's Told to go beyond the surface a person's a person When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen The weary cursin' the sky talkin' to themselves Givin' they version of why help and hurt in they eye I live across from it some of it I do be in I be showin' ****** lives like UPN it's real people Yeah For you and yours Good music forever, yeah Rock on, we keep on Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah The real
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